Experiment #2

Here is my Experiment 2, which is to write a children's book.


No time to pack.
We left with what was on our backs.

I carry crayons, crafts, and clothes.
My mom with worry, wishes, and woes.

We board the big train turning a color of rusty brown.
As we take off, I wave goodbye to my home town.

To the tall trees that I would climb.
Oak, Maple, and Pine.

To the big blue lake
And the bakery's chocolate cake.

To the roads I walked each day.
The events at school like sports and plays.

"Why do we have to go?" I ask with a sigh.
Mom says "This country is built on lies."

Confused, I ask her "Why do they lie to us?"
"Many people dislike you and I. Greed speckles them like dust."

Ending the conversation, she says "Think of this as a trip, a very long one."
"To a place where the clouds always cover the sun."

"Close your eyes and rest, our journey will be rough."
"However, the world does not know that we are tough."

Fast asleep, I dream of my warm bed.
The smell of mom's sweet pies and cakes waft around my head.

Cherry and berry pies with vanilla ice cream on the side.
A pantry packed tall and wide.

I dream of the green front door that greets me with a creak
And the faucet that sometimes leaks.

Of my mom's laughter
And the big smile she has after.

I dream of the huge window in my room that I look out.
To see my friends, pets, streets, and routes.

My birthday parties since I was seven
And play dates with Kelly, Kendall, and Kevin.

I dream of coloring at the kitchen table
And reading fairy tales and fables.

The times grandma stayed in the loft
And when she made chicken soup to help my cough.

I dream of riding my bike in the yard
And when I got an A on a test that was hard.

The cozy fires during the winter cold
And the summer lemonade I sold.

I dream of the parks near by
And the clear blue sky.

What reminds you of home?
A place I am now so far from.

Experiment #1

    The night falls in waves all around. There is nothing but the moonlight and the booming sound of chimes and bells to guide me. It's time.

    It is the day of my wedding, the day I seal my fate for all eternity. My mind lingers on this thought as my bridesmaids curl my long hair and mask my lips in a vibrant red. Blood red. The only problem is the growing darkness. I fear it like no other vampire. Literally, no other vampire. Each and every night it sweeps through like a tornado forever chasing after me. I knew from the start that the price to pay for marriage with a vampire is facing this fear.

    Peering out the doorway, my bridesmaids glow like candles beneath the moonlight. They glance back sending warm smiles of encouragement. This encouragement is quickly replaced by ripples of fear as the bells scream out louder and I am face to face with an abyss of darkness. It is my turn to walk down the aisle.

    Stepping out amid the dark, I remind myself of my family and the future that stands at the end of this walkway. A future filled with joy, laughter, and endless adventures. Clang! Boom! The bells. They lurch my mind back to the present, with the wedding and the night and the fear pulling at my white lace dress and hair and everything surrounding. Closer and closer and closing in. Quickly and swiftly. 

    Forcing myself forward, I lock eyes with my future husband. Immediately, all of the fear fades away as I envision a bright future with him.